Paul: I am sorry I was not there to help you. Therefore his conduct and conversation as a rule were not what one could expect of a sedate and dignified member of society. Paul: Was he very strict? Peter: Oh, yes, as usual! But Le Glorieux was the court jester, the fool, who when Charles the Bold, son of the duchess, was living, was wont to make his master laugh. There was loud cheering on the other side and Herold and Velu hit the ball in all directions! Paul: What a pity! You should have done better. We had to play the House Volley Ball match without you. Peter: Why didn't you come to school yesterday? Paul: I was not well. Peter: Hello, Paul! How are you? Paul: Quite well, thank you, Peter. Perhaps she may come back to life, Andare!" Place a little of it in your dead wife's mouth and see what comes of it. "Take home", he said to his jester, " What is left of the sand. He knew that Andare had once again played him a handsome trick. The king was both astonished and amused at the scene. Let there be sand in my mouth! I too want to die!" With that, he rolled about on the mat gulping down handfuls of the "white, sand!" Little Andare too followed the father's example and soon the sugar on the mat was almost over. "Oh father, what shall we do?" Andare thereupon fell on his knees and, wringing his arms like a mad man, began to weep in a torrent, yelling out, "What is the use of my life now? "And she called out to you several times before she died. Oh, father dear, father dear, our mother dear has just died," sobbed the lad. " What's the matter, my son?" asked the jester. They were soon in deep conversation when Andare's son appeared the seen with signs of great distress. The king happened to be once again in the same courtyard. The following morning he gave some instructions to his son and set off to the palace. When he returned home that evening he told his wife and son of the sugar in the palace and his plan to eat it up. "Do you like to eat it?" " Oh, no my lord not so soon," said Andare, and immediately thought of a cunning plane to eat the sugar. He pretended not to know what it was and ask the king, who happened to be there at the time, "What is this stuff, Your majesty, that is on the mat?" " It is a kind of white sand, Andare" replied the king. One morning when he went to the palace, he saw some sugar spread on a mat put out to dry in an inner courtyard. He was therefore allowed much liberty at the court. By his many tricks and witty jests, he amused the king and the queen at all times of the day. Long, long ago when the Sinhalese kings were ruling Sri Lanka, there lived a famous court jester by the name of Andare.
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